The Press., 1887-01-20
tFor The Press.) z ADDITIONS TO THE FLOCK.
BY JENNY l.. EMO.

BY JENNY l.. EMO.
 We'll do | remember rap on the batter
 ed door of the old, brown Corners school
 house that summoned me from the mourn
 ful chant of 1.-two times-one- are-two, two
 times two-are-four, to greet stout
 breezy woman who stood on the steps
 of it, short, bulet-headed, urchin ol
 some six summers.
 'sI'm Missis Wiggins, /" said she, brisk.
 ly, ''and this is my boy, Jimmy. He knew
 the way to school we'll enough, but didn't
 want to come. He don't seem to take tC
 books,-jest like me bout that,-but he's
 got to be learnt, for his Uncle Sllas is go-
 in to send him to college an make doc
 tor or minister of him. Git yerself in
 there, Jimmy!' said she, and with 9 Ire
 mendous shove sent the youngster fairly
 into the middle of the room.
 Jimmy, seeing that he was really in, looked long and meditatively around the room at length his rowing eye frightened and rested on some object behind me. I thought of the beautiful engraving of Dore's, Nativity" which I had that morning hung between the widows to hide an ''ink picture of uncommon vividness
 ''Ah," thought I, ''who dares to say that lovely and attractive objects have not an elevating and refining influence. My philanthropic dream of covering every available space on the walls with pictured cherubs, seraphs, sky scapes, and land scapes, was rudely interrupted by the atti- tude of the prospective M. D. or D. D., who had curved his thick neck, lowered his smooth round head, and was Tn the act of making dive at me that would have done credit to the old Brockle, king of the High Hill fiocks. Being used to .dodg- ing his majesty, succeeded in clearing the track for Master Wiggins, who sprang on bench and from thence made his es- cape through the open window and trotted 1eisnFeiy down the road after his ma.
 The people of the Boomers" were rath- CT famous for looming along''' with the children to school, and one morning, about two weeks after the Wiggins party, I was again called to welcome an addition to my flock The maternal parent accompanied this child also, but not for any introductory purposes. Indeed the young miss, of thir- teen or whereabouts, without any ado, in- troduced herself as Augusta Arabella Daws, and then presented her mother. Mrs. D. ''would be very sorry to trouble me, but, as Arabella was a delicate child, she had thought best to come up and speak to me about it; and would be so kind as to keep her on my mind and see that she did not over-study, and be careful that she did not sit in draught, and that she stayed in the school-room during in- etc. ', etc. Then, handing the girl huge dinner-pail, and giving her final caution about over-study. she depart ed.
 Arabella was fall and thin; she had short black hair, 8 turn-up nose, and bright dark eyes. She was, evidently, delicate the remarkable thing was that she existed at all after thirteen years of mamma Dow's soliutUde and diet. ArabelIa's lunches consisted of fried pies, doughnuts, pickles pickles, fried pies, doughnuts with an oc- variation to doughnuts, pickles, fried-pies. To help digestion she invaria- ply brought along box of some famous Dr. So-and-So's sugar coated abomina- tions, and from this box she dosed herself by the prescription-''tw two fried-pies, two pllls-three pies, pills do.
 l found that I must keep Arabella on my mind lest she over-study, for, being deprived of any natural, healthy play, she was peer of all evil-minded pupils in con- irving plans of mischief and devising schemes of wickedness, but after few weeks the ever vigilant maternal eye dis covered symptoms of over-work. There were, also, surmisings that cold dinners did not agree with the chlld's delicate con- and I was obliged to part with my feeble but interesting pupil, and Ara bella retired to the bosom of her family. where she might rest and have her fried pies hot.
 l had not long to mourn the vacant chair, however, for the very next morning ] fond mother ushered into my presence a title boy, s'sunny haired, with eyes of nildest blue" ''Yes,'' said she, ssWiIlie s good little boy. He won't do no mis- chief; he is even tempered, and always 'eady to mind He is very ObedSe,at child, but he agont ulaO0ys do ao1t0t goat elL bia,a. &
 The description was perfect. Willie was ID to no.mischief. He would sit on the lard bench from morning till night, with with his mild eyes beaming placidly on whatever chanced to come within his ci1cle 'f vision. No lively narrative, coaxing ar yument or threat disturbed the calm tran- utility of his mind or the repose of his ,ountenance. The fhud of rod or so of lot stove pipe, which one day loosed from ts fastenings and dropped squarely on his lead, barely scaused an uplifting of the ,yalida
 Had the boy but lived at the right De- iod he would have made first-class phil 'sopher. At any period he was genius, md to this day l carefully scan new lists 'ontaln1ng names of inventors, discover ITS, and so forth. expecting to find the re- ult of some of his meditations.
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